"Teacher, Yanchen and I found out that private salt was sold on a large scale in Songjiang Prefecture, and we became curious. We became more careful in our contact with the stove owner. We learned about private salt from an experienced stove owner.

Source!" Wang Shiju looked at Lin Junran's gaze and seemed serious.

"Where is the source of private salt?" Lin Xuran was already investigating this matter, but he didn't expect that Wang Shiju and Li Yanchen would surprise him, so he asked seriously.

As he gradually grasped the local situation, the biggest problem before him was private salt.

The salt law of the Ming Dynasty actually did not have much problem. The court made a "concession" attitude, and the salt induction has always implemented the standard of low taxation, which has made the people of the Ming Dynasty eat "cheap salt".

But why is this cake so tempting that all forces want to take a bite.

For example, the food and drink cards of the salt administration officials must be given salt to the emperor to the children of the royal family. The former took advantage of loopholes for the officials in the capital, while the latter was an active damage to the salt caused by the imperial power and official power to the salt.

But no matter what, these are things on the surface, but they can actually be solved.

However, some things are invisible and have always been hidden in the dark. A huge smuggling network of private salt production, transportation and sales has long covered the entire Southeast rich area. By transporting salt from other salt areas, it is located in the Southeast

Sales can make millions of taels of profit every year.

It is precisely because the salt administration of the Ming Dynasty was greatly traumatized. Most of the profits of the people who ate high-priced salt failed to enter the national finances, but instead entered the pockets of these people.

Lin Weiran did not intend to turn a blind eye to this private salt network, but had begun to conduct in-depth investigations and wanted to uproot this private salt network hidden in Jiangnan.

Nowadays, he needs to find out who is leading this private salt network, where is the source of private salt, which is the force transporting this batch of salt, who acts as a distributor, etc.

It is inevitable to be alarmed by investigations through distribution channels, so he urgently wants to know where the private salt comes from and where the source of this network is.

"We contacted two very experienced stove owners and checked them out private salt. They all said it was Changlu Salt, Xingguo and Fumin's salt!" Wang Shiju answered solemnly, as a steady person.

Lin Weiran did not look too surprised when he heard this answer. He took a sip of tea and calmed his mind for a moment. Then he turned his head and looked at Meng Shao and said, "Tinglun, what are you getting to Taixing?

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It happened very coincidental that Meng Shao also came to Taixing because of the source of private salt, but he didn't know if he had any breakthroughs.

"When I say to the teacher, Shi Zhixian was entrusted by the teacher to conduct a secret investigation of the private salt in the county and learned that the salt came from...the Putian salt farm in Fujian." Meng Zhao replied solemnly.

Huh?

Wang Shiju and Li Yanchen were slightly stunned, but they did not expect that the investigation results were completely different from theirs, so they could not help but exchanged glances.

Lin Weiran's brows frowned slightly, and took a sip of tea slowly, and found that the problem was probably more complicated than expected, and even more involved than expected.

Just a light of inspiration flashed through his mind. He held the teacup and spit out two words with confidence: "No!"

Yangzhou City is still prosperous.

Since the Transportation Envoy of the Huaihe River is located here and is located in the transportation fortress of the Grand Canal of Beijing and Hangzhou, it brings together officials, business travelers and scholars from south to north, thus driving the business here.

Although Yangzhou's textile industry has declined, it is located in the south of the Yangtze River, with the exquisite silk from Nanjing behind it and Songjiang cotton cloth to the south, making the products here appear to be available.

In addition, the cultural atmosphere here is very strong, and famous prostitutes in brothels are emerging one after another. It is midsummer, and this Jiangnan water town is undoubtedly an excellent place to escape the summer heat.

Although the Courtesan Competition has ended, the Four Seasons Tower, located on the banks of the Little Qinhuai River, is still full of guests, and the streets in front of the door are often hawking by small vendors.

Unlike the lively atmosphere in front of the building, the courtyard behind the building appears quiet. In a water pavilion, the lotus leaves in the pond reduce the enthusiasm of the scorching sun, and a rotating water wheel brings a hint of coolness to the water pavilion.

Xu Pengju, Duke of Wei, was still dressed in luxurious outfits, sitting in the middle, with more than a dozen people sitting on both sides, all of whom were well-known gentry or salt merchants in the Southern Zhili area.

However, Xu Pengju's face was filled with anger and asked directly at the person next to him: "It's really nonsense, who did it?"

Although he knew very well that getting rid of Lin Xuran was a good strategy and would inevitably reduce a lot of trouble. However, he failed. Not only did he not solve the big trouble, he gave Lin Xuran a chance to take the opportunity to attack.

As he said that, he showed off the majesty of the Duke and slowly swept past everyone present.

When Yang Dashi and others faced Xu Pengju's questioning, they turned their heads and looked at Mr. Lu, but remembered the words of this arrogant young master in the past. It is very likely that Mr. Lu had done such a bold and arrogant thing.

Mr. Lu untied the collar on his chest, and a wet towel was placed on it. His mouth was slightly opened, and he sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking inattentive.

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, he seemed to realize it later, but responded dissatisfiedly: "You see what I am doing, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Boren looked at Mr. Lu deeply, but he couldn't tell whether Mr. Lu's words were true or not. At the previous party, Mr. Lu, who had always been despised, clearly expressed his intention to get rid of Lin Weiran, and even went to him.

Get the benefits after the matter is done.

But now, Mr. Lu has denied it silently, not admitting that he was the mastermind behind the assassination of the imperial envoy. But he didn't know whether he really didn't do it or because he failed, he didn't want to get angry.

"It's fine if you don't do this! But if you really do it, your tail must be handled cleanly!" Xu Pengju was naturally happy, but he warned seriously to everyone present.

Chen Boren and Fan Qianshan exchanged glances. It turned out that the Duke of the State actually suspected that they had assassinated the imperial envoy. However, facing Duke of Wei's words, their response was not right. Not responding seemed rude, so they did it with a nasal voice.

A vague reply.
Chapter completed!